Hey, I posted the first part to this story way back in December so please go back and read it so you know the beginning to this story! Sorry it took me so long:/ but I just got the inspiration to finish it today!
"Now I really hoped that I wouldn't see you here."
Finnick looks down at me.
"Well, that makes two of us." I fake a smile, and meet his eyes.
He doesn't say anything as he pulls me in for a slow hug. We stand like this until the peacekeepers tell us we have to get on the train. Finnick grabs my hand and we walk over, I decide not to pull away.
"What're you thinking about?" Finnick questions.
I pull my eyes from the window on the train that we've been on for a few hours.
"How Snow managed to get me in the games. I wonder if that bowl was full of '(Y/n)' written on all of them." I shake my head.
"Why would Snow do that?" Finnick asks.
"My family tried to leave the district." Finnick raised his eyebrows in shock. Not that many people try to leave Four. "Our family had a secret about the Capitol. One that Snow would like very much to keep a secret."
"Well if that's the case, why hasn't he killed you?"
"This is him doing it now. He knew it was torture to loose my family and now to finish me off he's sending me into the arena where I will have the game makers set against me." I look up to meet Finnick's eyes.
"Wow." Finnick shakes his head in disbelief.
"I think I'm gonna head off to bed. It's been a long day." I smile slightly and walk off to my room.
34,506. The number of speckles on my ceiling. I've been laying in bed awake. Unable to sleep. Too scared to close an eye. So here I lay counting on and on.
"Ughh" I groan out.
I throw my blankets off of me and walk out of my door. The first step I take into the hallway makes me realize how much colder it is our her. I'm wearing a shirt that's way to big and underwear and that's all. Great idea on my part.
I walk toward the back of he train trailing my hand along the wall. I walk for what seems like miles until I finally reach the end of the train. The door opens when I walk in front of it and I step in. A head jerks towards me. I'm startled to see Finnick sitting there with hot chocolate and a grin.
"Is this what you wear when you wonder around strand places you don't know?" Finnick teases.
I look down to avoid eye contact and to hide the pink blush I can feel on my cheeks.
"Only on special occasions." I smile.
I walk over to meet where he sits. I join sitting directly to his right on the couch.
"Couldn't sleep either?" I ask.
"Nightmares." Finnick answers, "What about you?"
"Couldn't sleep. I was too focused on my impending death." I smile, I've always had a dark sense of humor. When I see Finnick has a slight smile too I know he's the same way.
"You don't know that, (Y/n). Lots of people can end up winning who haven't been training their entire lives. You don't know that you won't make it. You have heart which is what is important to have going into the games."
Finnick's small speech makes me feel hopeful for a second. Until I remember that he's wrong.
"Snow wants me dead. Remember?" I ask, "He wants to get rid of my little head that hold all of his secrets."
"I don't think you know this, but I have a thing for secrets." Finnick informs.
"I'm afraid this would do more damage to you that it's worth. He would add you to his list of people to off."
I can't risk telling Finnick about this. If I do, he would become at risk too. Snow would want to kill him to keep him quiet. After everything Finnick has been through he doesn't need Snow after him yet again.
"I've survived that list before."
I look up and our eyes meet. He's being completely honest with me.
"I don't want you to end up there again." I reach my hand out and brush back some of his hair. It happens unintentionally, as if my hand had a mind of its own.
Finnick copy's my actions and reaches a hand forward a rests it on my cheek. We both breath heavy in anticipation. We're both waiting for the other to make a move.
"Screw it." He mutters.
I pull his face toward mine. Our lips meet aggressively. We continue this, pulling, biting, sucking. Finnick slowly pushes me down on the couch. He lays on top of me as we continue our passionate make out.
"Wait." I finally pull my lips off of his, "Should we be doing this? I mean I go into the games in a few days and we just met yesterday."
"You're right." Finnick sits up.
I run a hand through my hair, and glance over at him. His lips are red from all the kissing, I assume mine are too. I slowly move my line of vision up until I see his eyes. He's looking at my lips.
He grabs my head and presses his lips on mine. I moan into the kiss. His had brushes my exposed upper thigh. He grabs onto my ass as we continue to kiss. He moves away from my lips down to my jaw, then my neck then my collarbone, then my-
"Shit." Finnick pulls away knowing that we were supposed to have stopped by now.
We're both breathing even heavier than we were before, if that was even possible. We rest our foreheads against each other.
"You know it would be a lot to stop of you had some pants on." Finnick smiles.
I laugh at his comment. He's right. Making out in my panties and then shutting it down probably wasn't the best for him.
"Well maybe we could go back to my room and you can loose your pants too." I smirk back.
"Don't tease." Finnick growls. Our foreheads are still resting against each other while I'm practically sitting in his lap.
"Who says I'm teasing?"
"(Y/n), I thought you wanted to wait. You were right I mean we only met yesterday and you are headed into the arena in a few-" Finnick says seriously before I cut him off.
"All the more reason to do it. In a few days I will head into the arena and I probably won't ever leave it. I want to live my life Finnick. I want this." I reassure.
Finnick smiles a cheeky grin before his gives me a quick peck on the lips.
"Well in that case let's go." He cheers.
Finnick pulls my up off the couch and carried me bridal style all the way back to the room. I can't help but giggle at how cheesy he was being.
Kinda lame ending........... because I want to write a third part! So, if this gets comments for a part three I will post a third and final part to the Neighbors chapters.
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#1 in Peeta. #1 in Katniss. Just a collection of Hunger Games Series Imagines They include -Peeta -Finnick -Gale -Cato -Katniss I take requests, message me Btw the chapters get better as they go:)